Pray for good.Pray for happy.And always pray for Mom.

There are no big men and big women. There are small people with big dreams and extra larger passion

The past is but an untraceable footfallIt appears in intervals and pushes us back in timeIn those moments of grief and then suddenly vanishes.Its often dark and ruthless.It baffles our thoughts and seizes our peace of mind.By making us recollect our failures our buried expectationsAnd our shattered dreams It only gives way to fleeting tears leaving us with fruitless guilt.It wrecks our present and ruins our futureAnd thus should be left where it is meant to beIt should be left behind

I think we all at one time or another have been to this impossible place the enchanted land that exists between our dreams and reality. Most of us are only held there for a moment long enough to know it feels weird we then choose one or the other. I was stuck there unable to move from one to the next. I was swaddled in Xanadu itself wrapped up in the mysteries of the mind both the conscious and subconscious simultaneously. It was amazing.

Grandma sees these things when she talks about them and gestures with her hands like shes painting brush strokes in the air. The way Grandma paints her dreams for me theres a low sky.

the best time to plant a tree is always twenty years ago. If for some reason you did not plant it then the next best time to plant a tree is now.

There comes a time when you just have to be willing to decide what is more important to you and leave behind the things that stand in your way or hold you back from being yourself.

You were right the first time Cathy. It was a stupid silly story.Ridiculous Only insane people would die for the sake of love. Illbet you a hundred to one a woman wrote that junky romantic trashJust a minute ago Id despised that author for bringing about such amiserable ending then there I went rushing to the defense. T. M.Ellis could very well have been a man Though I doubt any woman writerin the nineteenth century had much chance of being published unlessshe used her initials or a mans name. And why is it all men thinkeverything a woman writes is trivial or trashy-or just plain sillydrivel Dont men have romantic notions Dont men dream of findingthe perfect love And it seems to me that Raymond was far moremushy-minded than Lily

The most remarkable thing about a mans dreams is that they will all come true this has always been the case though no one would care to admit it. And a peculiarity of mans behaviour is that he is not in the least surprised when his dreams come true it is as if he expected nothing else. The goal to be reached and the determination to reach it are brother and sister and slumber in the same heart.

Thank you Lord for the world you created. Thank for placing me here. Although I know what lurks out there and my journey is not complete Im going to do my best to seek your will. Even though I know it may not be easy to do.Jessicas Prayer